Chapter 63: What Kind of Person Is That Child's Father?
Arin suddenly burst into the room, her hands overflowing with food ingredients.
"Wh-what is this? Suddenly?"
"It's nothing. I came to have dinner with you, senior."
"Uh... ah......"
"And I should get along well with your daughter too, right?"
"Uh... well, that's true......"
"To get close, we have to start with a meal, don't we?"
The sudden arrival of Arin left me both surprised and worried.
What if my daughter gets upset?
What if Arin gets hurt because of my provocation?
My head was spinning with all these worries.
"Senior. Are you going to do this to me?"
"Huh?"
"You have to invite me in if you want me to come in."
"Ah... ah! Sorry!! Come in... come in quickly!"
Only then did Arin smile brightly.
"Thank you, senior."
She took off her sneakers with light steps and entered.
I looked at her back.
The lewd things I wanted to do with her.
Then I saw her figure.
Yeah.
I seemed to be an uncontrollable man.
Fortunately, today she was wearing modest clothes.
Comfortable sweatpants and a loose shirt.
Her figure wasn't visible anywhere.
But there was a strange sensuality.
It was because of her makeup.
It didn't seem like she was wearing heavy makeup... why?
Women's makeup skills are really amazing.
It looks like she wasn't wearing makeup from the outside......
"Wow~~ This is senior's house."
She looked around curiously.
"It's really spacious. Maybe because it's a house where a family lived?"
"Probably."
"The feeling of the space being full is nice too."
She wandered around.
Like she was about to make this her home.
Why did her actions, which could be seen as rude, appeal to me so much?
"Where is senior's room?"
"Ah... here."
I guided Arin to my study room.
"Wow! The smell of books!"
My study room was filled with books, fitting for the name 'study room'.
I had always liked reading books and didn't throw away or sell any books I had read.
"Is this all read books? You're not pretending to have them just to look good, are you?"
"No. They're real books I've read at least once."
"Huh? Major books?!"
Yeah.
She also graduated from the same medical school as me.
There were quite a few major textbooks that she would know about, since I studied them.
"I still find them useful sometimes."
"Senior... amazing. I threw away all the major books."
"That's because there's no place to store them."
"Still..."
Her eyes sparkled.
She was happy learning about the person she loved.
It was nothing special.
But because it was done by the person she loved, it had meaning.
The happy expression of Arin.
My heart also felt happy looking at it.
"Eh! What's this?"
Arin said in a tone as if she found something interesting.
It was a computer.
"Next to the computer... toilet paper too?"
Her eyes narrowed.
She was suspecting me.
"Senior, do you do that sometimes?"
"What... what?"
"This."
She made a pose with her fingers curled slightly, shaking up and down.
It was obviously masturbation to anyone.
"Hey!"
My face suddenly heated up, and I shouted loudly.
Arin looked at me with amusement and laughed.
"Ee~ It's just a joke from senior, right?"
"No, what if I do such low-class behavior?"
"Hee? Is this low-class behavior?"
She pushed her tongue slightly into the hole made by her fingers.
"...I can do more than that... even better than yadong... haljjak..."
Arin was extremely proactive.
So proactive that I couldn't even think straight.
"Hey... hey, this place isn't okay... my daughter is coming soon..."
"When did I say I would do it here?"
She erased the sensuality, loosened her hand, and looked at me with a strange expression.
"What on earth are you thinking, senior?"
"H-huh? Th-that..."
"How could you think of doing that in the study room?"
If I were to argue that way, putting my penis in my mouth in a sacred place where I have to take care of patients...
...I stopped myself.
It was a joke.
If I took a joke too seriously, I would be a person without sense.
"Sorry..."
In the end, I had no choice but to lower my head with my face flushed red.
Swoosh.
Arin's delicate arm grabbed my arm.
"The way you're flustered...! It's cute!!"
Arin's praise.
Why did it feel so good?
Family.
Was it because of the hope that I could have a normal family?
"Ah... for now!! Let's prepare dinner!! Min-ah is coming soon."
"Senior! Just leave it to me! I'll prepare dinner today!"
The delicious food my wife made.
I imagined Arin wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen beautifully.
I was dreaming right now.
Family.
A family where wife and daughter live happily.
"Kimchi jjigae with bulgogi stir-fry is fine, right? It's my most confident dish!"
Arin smiled happily.
My face also broke into a smile.
"I want to see Arin's skills."
"You can trust me."
"But what about it? My daughter is very sensitive to bulgogi stir-fry."
"Huh? Sensitive?"
Arin's face stiffened slightly.
"My daughter is the bulgogi stir-fry taster. If it's not made well enough, it's hard to get a good score?"
"Ah ah~~"
Only then did Arin's face relax again.
It seemed she interpreted 'sensitive' differently.
Like not eating it or there are ingredients not to be added.
"Ei~~ But I can make it even better, right?"
"My daughter said my food is the best."
"I have the confidence to make it even tastier!"
Arin pouted as if annoyed that I was teasing her.
"Kitchen!! Where is the kitchen? I'll show you my skills right away!"
She left the study room and ran to the kitchen.
She hung the clothes she was wearing on the dining chair and tied the pink apron she had prepared.
It was a high-quality product with frills.
"Want to help?"
"No! I don't need senior's help!"
Whish whish.
She quickly placed the ingredients she bought on the counter.
"I know all about trying to ruin my cooking under the excuse of senior helping."
"Ah... that doesn't seem right......"
"Anyway, senior, sit at the table comfortably! Just wait and eat the delicious food! Got it?"
It wasn't a bad suggestion.
Since it had come to this, I might as well check Arin's cooking skills.
"My daughter's taste is quite picky, but it should be fine?"
"First! I'll target senior's taste first!"
Arin ran towards me.
Tap.
"First, how is the lip taste?"
Sweet.
It was probably because of the peppermint lip gloss.
I wanted to hug and kiss her right away.
But I couldn't.
We weren't even dating yet, were we?
Arin smiling.
But I was already accepting this appearance of hers as my wife.
It shouldn't be.
I hadn't even gotten my daughter's permission yet.
Swoop.
I hugged her.
And kissed her.
I didn't know what I was doing.
"Hueup...!"
Arin was startled by my bold action, then wrapped her arms around my neck.
Love.
It was love.
This was real love.
****
Originally, the self-defense class from Ha-yeong was supposed to last only one hour, but it continued for two hours.
Min-ah realized that one hour was not enough while taking the class, so she asked Ha-yeong to give more, and Ha-yeong happily agreed.
The jujutsu techniques Ha-yeong had were focused on subduing the opponent without needing much strength.
They seemed simple but were quite difficult techniques.
But Min-ah, having basic physical strength and athletic ability from her dad, quickly absorbed what Ha-yeong taught as her own.
"Amazing? You have quite a talent."
"Because my dad has good athletic ability."
Dad.
Dad.
Dad.
Every time she praised, Min-ah said it was thanks to her dad.
That was an uncomfortable word for Ha-yeong.
She didn't know who her real father was.
The humans she had believed to be her father were beasts lower than humans.
I lived while being loved by my father.
Ha-yeong envied Min-ah for that.
She didn't receive the love.
She didn't have a father.
Min-ah was unintentionally hurting Ha-yeong by continuing to do so.
What kind of person is a father who receives so much love from his daughter?
I suddenly became curious.
How great a personality must a daughter who loves her father so much be?
These days, there are many children who ignore their parents.
Especially women who hate their own fathers.
From Ha-yeong's perspective, Min-ah was an amazing woman.
She had not only attractiveness as a woman but also intelligence.
She was quick-witted.
She had received good education.
All of that was because the person who was Min-ah's father had done well.
That's why Ha-yeong wanted to see Min-ah's father even more.
An unknown attraction.
Oh... what am I thinking right now...
Ha-yeong shook her head slightly.
She didn't understand why she was thinking so much about someone else's father.
"Well, then, see you tomorrow. By the way, Tae-min said he would come to the club room?"
"Ah, that. I received it while eating lunch together. He said to pass on the materials to the department people, so I was going to send it via KakaoTalk and email."
"He's not too crazy... but if you let your guard down, who knows what might come out..."
To Ha-yeong's worry, Min-ah smiled brightly.
"It won't be like that. I'll control it well."
Min-ah was also worried about what Ha-yeong was worried about.
That's why she was learning self-defense.
But saying it that way was pretending not to be a sibling relationship to Ha-yeong, which was rude.
"Sorry. I made you do a hard job."
"No. Thanks to you, I can learn self-defense from a respected senior, which is good."
"Senior... I wasn't going to do that."
"Ah... ah! Sorry, unnie. Since I'm alone, I don't get used to calling you unnie....."
Min-ah lowered her head deeply.
She was a well-mannered girl.
She quickly admitted her mistakes.
I'm starting to like it more.
"Yeah. Then, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow, unnie!"
Ha-yeong and Min-ah.
Good feelings were budding between them.